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Friday, 28 June 2013

Where have the last 6 months gone?

On Monday it is July.....this is downright horrifying to me!
Where has the first half of this year gone? When I look back it actually feels like I have crammed an awful lot in in such a short space of time...which I'll round up below, but really some days I am just so shocked about how time has flown.
It makes me wonder whether I am suddenly going to be 65 wrinkly and sagging and feeling like it was only yesterday that I was 25 and somewhat youthful. That's why I am a woman on a mission to make some shapes during this short show we call life.
So what have I actually done with my life so far this year....

I got made redundant...duh, duh, duuuuuh
Unfortunately I, like thousands of others in this country and around the world lost my job through redundancy and I didn't have the pleasure of even a small redundancy pay out, nope I was just kicked disgracefully to the curb. I'm not going to lie it felt like shit!! I was fully aware that is a crappy thing to happen to anyone but when it actually happens to you it really does feel like a kick in the stomach.
I had to deal with people telling me in their most sincere voices ' in a couple of months you'll look back and think this is the best thing that could have happened to you' and they were right.
I felt awful for about a day and then decided to tackle this unemployment lark head on. I suddenly became every recruiters best friend and networked my ass off. Went to interviews I didn't even want to go to and decided I was prepared to move anywhere to get back on the career ladder. Well all my hard work paid off, I got a far better job than I could ever have hoped for only 6 weeks after being made redundant and I'm just going to put it out there I'm bloody proud of myself.
Onwards and upwards....ain't nobody going to stop me.

I flew the nest
In turn with finding a new job, I then had to move out. Why did I do it? Several reasons really, I had it in my head for some time 'Your 24 you really shouldn't live at home'. Don't get me wrong I had it sweet at home but for some reason I couldn't shake the feeling that I was too old to be there. Secondly, there was no way I was going to drive 100 miles a day too and from work, No.Thank.You.
And finally, I wanted to prove to myself and my family that I really can be independent. In my bid to do this I promised myself I wouldn't ring my mum in the first week......yeah that didn't work, it didn't take long for her to come over to save me with a food parcel, living on a shoe string and all that.
So now I live in a house share, how cosmopolitan of me, but there are the odd struggles like not being able to play my music stupidly loud and walk to the bathroom in my smalls, living with other peoples versions of clean (decided im slightly OCD about cleanliness now), sharing a bathroom with 3 others isn't for me; and feeling like the space isn't my own beyond my bedroom. But its only been 6 weeks so who knows how it will go.

As for the rest
I still don't wear enough lipstick
I still spend a stupid amount of money on cosmetics and was horrified to see how much stuff I have when I was packing to move out.
I did lose that stone and some, but I've put on weight since leaving home....must get back on the wagon
I've experienced more loss already this year than I would want to in 5 years but it has helped me grow as a person.
I cant run for 5 mins without stopping all the time to gasp for breath let alone run 5k! Who was I kidding?
I do appreciate the small things that life has blessed me with
I am no further into saving even £1 let alone enough for a holiday. Must.Try.Harder!
I actually spend more time socialising rather than staying in, but since downloading NetFlix last week I am excited for those quiet nights in and the world of Breaking Bad, in a months time you'll probably find me hidden under a duvet, hours into season 2 having not washed for a week, delightful thought there.
Through my new dream job I'm preparing to attend another 5 festivals this summer, another reason to get my ass to the gym to squeeze into the obligatory festival short shorts.